Tag Archives: Leinth

[This post is from Seamus’s point of view.] Leinth grew tense, her arms tightening. Seamus stared at nothing, jaw getting tighter and tighter, muscles coiling into overwrought springs. Leinth leaned back for a second, peering up into his face. He … Continue reading →

[This post is from Seamus’s point of view.] Seamus took a slow, deep breath, reveling in the scent of Leinth’s hair for a moment longer than he likely should have allowed, then squeezed his eyes shut for a few seconds … Continue reading →

[This post is from Seamus’s point of view.] “Do you know who it is?” Seamus blinked at Leinth as she turned away from their chest of drawers, a shirt balled up between her hands, clutched against her chest. “What?” “Do … Continue reading →

[This post is from Seamus’s point of view.] “Seamus.” Her voice came like a beacon in the fog, but a distant one, muffled and echoing. He started to claw his way toward it but the moment her voice faded, he … Continue reading →